Sun Dance

[mechella]

You a stunning vision of bright lights on black sky,
Montreal, I think you must have missed me.
Your lustre so captivates my weary heart;
Big cat and little cat,
Iranian food and pistachios,
Dancing hazes,
Love.

I dance in the sun,
The earth in my toes,
And now I am tired.
But, days from now,
With sand in shoes,
I will recall the moments
--of happiness.